FUCK.
I'm so pissed. I'm so depressed. FUCK.FUCK.FUCK.
My fuckin parents don't go for anything I do. They're fucked. I bought some pants and a top a while a go. Well, I put them on with my brown velour top and my corduroy hat. I went in the family room to show the pants to them. They fuckin started to fuckin cut me down. First, they tell say the pants are too tight. Then my father tells me my ass is hanging out which is bullshit.
Why is my life so shitty dammit?
Also, next Sat I'm going to dinner and to see "A Chorus Line" with June. Well we were planning that I'd come over in the day. But nooooo, Zoe is not allowed to drive that far. June's parents won't let her drive on the freeway, so what do I do?
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